Bandits in Posh Suits

I'm so scared I'm so scared because I know there's some people in this world that don't care about the earth no more And I don't know what to do about that Alright, I gotta try something I guess if they won't learn We'll have to teach them Well they came down to the valley all bright color and charms Tessellations of the universe covered their arms And they were coated with light Well the moon rises fast on the fleeing men Gunfire in the distance better run again Bandits in posh suits They were a merry kind of people all dancing around Drunkenly sprawling out all over the ground Bacchanalia hiding mal-intent Well they came from the land of iron and pain Like the ancient Assyrians war called their name And progress is cyclical Well the sea-faring men had their ledgers and pens While the ancient pipe smoke couldn't make amends for their souls They were too far gone Well they had stories spilling out from the young and the old Produced from their tongues by minds dipped in gold And wisdom fallin' on deaf ears Alright Gotta take care of mother earth